Spring's dark clouds were already sprawling and swollen, casting the sky in utter gloom. Even Demon-Quelling City, perched atop a mountain, lay shrouded in darkness.
With the demonic cultivators' arrival, black mist filled the surroundings. Giant ghost banners fluttered overhead, while ghostly wails, beastly roars, and piercing cries of anguish made everything feel even more oppressive.
But as two clear beast cries rang out, two agonized screams tore through the sky.
Everyone involuntarily turned to look.
Only then did they discover that the entire sky had become half red and half white.
On the white side, what fell from the heavens was not fine, gentle rain, but sharp needles of ice.
A flood dragon soared through them, its enormous head and whiskers sweeping through the icy rain in a fierce arc.
Traces of spiritual light still lingered in its savage maw, and the shadow of a nascent soul could faintly be seen.
On the red side, eerily blazing blue-red flames burned in the void. Fully eight images of a five-tailed Crimson Flame Fox appeared in the air, surrounding an enormous furnace.
Its gaze kept sweeping toward the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators.
It seemed intent on using its fox eyes and blue flames to find its next target.
Ye Jingcheng stood between the white and red, raising thousand-year spirit milk to his mouth.
At that moment, the world seemed to pause for Ye Jingcheng, the Crimson Flame Fox, and the Jade-Scale Flood Dragon. Even the members of the Righteous Path Sect could scarcely believe it.
True Lord Moon-Effacing, who had been trapped by Ghost Mystery True Lord, was especially stunned. He hurried over, only to witness this utterly unbelievable scene.
Before Demon-Quelling City, the balance of offense and defense had completely reversed. The demonic sects' ten Nascent Soul cultivators had dwindled